I can't exactly say, "Potter. I have wronged you for so long, but I had to do so to protect you" and expect absolution.
Not to mention Iā... he would have had a happy family if it weren't for me. My life is a series of mistake after mistake, & I'm not quite sure where to begin.
itās you i love. i spent most of my life guarding my heart. i guarded it so well that i could behave as though i didnāt have one at all. even now it is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing. but it is yours.
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I'm... the healing potions are a start. They're going quite well. St. Mungo has bought a large batch, & they're using them as an experimental treatment for those with severe wounds & such.
At least he's dead now.
Harry might not have told you, but Ić¼... I was dead as well. For the shortest while I was dead, & Harry saw everything. My life. I haven't been the best person, only doing what I could to protect him. Even then I still hurt him.
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it is ⦠i āā well, since james ā¦
passed, iāve distanced myself a
little from magic.
knew that the no nose faced šØšŖšµ
was still out there.
healing ? ⦠well, thats lovely news,
and howās it going ?
That sounds like a quiet life. Nice & rustic. I feel like that was something you've always wanted.
Iā... I make potions, still. I create them to heal people now. Researching advanced healing salves & such. At the very least something to... placate a sectumsempta.